For the first time ever, Julie had her breasts out as we drove along and she also got my cock out and stroked it as I drove.When I parked on the drive...of her house, we were again all over each other. I played with and sucked her breasts and got my fingers inside her pussy, and she stroked and sucked my hard cock. Julie said we should go in before her mum got suspicious. Sat on the sofa as we usually did, Julie had one leg positioned to block her mum's view of my hand up her dress. Finally, her. Julia had truly been used. Used like an object. Like a masturbatory device. Like a blow-up rubber doll. Julia, aware of this, shut the thought out of her mind. It was dangerous to let herself feel resentment. Very. Melissa in particular could sense it and Julia was frequently punished on this account. For his part, Quentin could not have cared less. He hummed contentedly under the hot water, soaking his still engorged prick. That was the way to treat women, he said to himself. Use them, then. I got your card from a friend of mine who highly recommended you.” She paused for a moment then said, “Well George, it’s nice to talk to you. What can I do for you?” “My friend said you can provide…companionship… for an evening,” I said nervously. “Your friend is absolutely right,” she replied. “Is this for tonight?” “Yes, tonight” “And will we be going out tonight or staying in?” she asked. I paused for a moment then said, “I thought we’d stay in for the night. The whole night.” “Well, I do. Then the door opened and the two of them came downstairs. Jane had a red mark across her face, and Susan was slightly bleeding from a scratch on her neck. “You, tomorrow night, here at 8pm, and don’t be late”, I was given my marching orders. So not knowing what had happened, I took my leave with some rapidity. That evening I phoned Jane, but she wouldn’t speak to me. I then tried Susan, who simply sighed and said “Tomorrow at 8”. But her voice was softer than it had been that afternoon, so I.